Chapter 118

Third Person

~ 2 Weeks ~

Two long lonely weeks and at 27 weeks into her pregnancy Ella was finding it harder and harder to hold strong. James and Nicholas always hounding her. Always touching her like a piece of property. Their touch unbearable at times.

Something Ella was slowly beginning to learn the longer she stayed there. Nicholas neither kind nor gentle and only seemed to enjoy hurting her every chance he got. While James on the other hand enjoyed toying with her and her emotions.

Both a constant reminder of what she was missing. Her men.

Reece…. Caleb… and Dylan.

Ella currently within her room. Her mind wandering back to each of her men. Men she wondered if they would ever try and find her or if they had just given up on her. A lone tear falling as she attempts to curl up into a ball.

Her body in pain after her last beating for while she was in fact pregnant neither James nor Nicholas cared enough to be gentle with their punishments. Having attempted her 10th escape within the 2 week period that it was surprising they hadn’t chained her to the bed yet.

No, instead they chose to collar her. A collar in which she tried to fight them on only to fail when Nicholas involved Misha. The massive Russian guard both strong and twice her size as he eventually pinned her down. Giving Nicholas the opening he needed in order to snap the damn thing around her neck.

The collar fitting with ease as the thin leather collar now hung around her neck. A constant reminder of where she was as Ella absent mindedly played with it. Her hand needing something to do.

Her mind everywhere else other than where it was supposed to be.

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Nicholas

Silence. Blissful silence. Currently sitting within my office do I take this time to enjoy my drink. My mind back on Ella. Rage rising within me at how she kept trying to escape us.

My hand moving to grip my glass. My eyes transfixed upon the window. The sky gray which meant it would rain. A rainstorm I welcomed wholeheartedly on, my emotions raging within me.

Ella becoming nothing but trouble. Always attempting to escape us, that after her 10th try that I decided to collar her. Not because I wanted to, but because if she did, then I could easily track her down. The collar secretly holding a tracking chip within it.

A tracking chip that gave every single location of Ella. A smirk rising within me as I move to sip my drink.

Let’s see you try and escape us now Princess, come my thoughts. My smirk growing only to pause. My house suddenly shaking as if something heavy had hit it. My body quick to respond.

“What the….” I instantly yell. Alarms soon blaring extremely loud as my men all move to yell out in Russian. The house now in a state of utter chaos. My hand quick in tossing the glass as I move to stand up. My need to see what was going on rising only to pause. James soon rushing into the room. His eyes filled with rage.

“Report” I snap to him once we’re face to face.

“We’re under attack” answers James, equally pissed.

“By whom?”

“Not sure”

“Then why are you here! Figure it out! Where’s Ella? Is she still within her room?”

Pausing at my words does his silence catch my attention. My attention back on him. “I asked you a damn question James. Where’s Ellla?”

Swallowing thickly does he move to answer me back. “Gone.” At the mention of that do I move to grab him by the front of his shirt. My eyes now locked on his as I move to growl out.

“What do you mean gone? How? By whom?”

“It’s what we’re trying to figure out. Between the sudden attack and the explosion upon the house nobody was near her room. The attack the perfect opportunity to reach her room and take her.”

Growling again, do I move to shove him aside. My need to see for myself rising as I move to run for Ella’s temporary room. The one where we’ve kept her during these past two weeks until we could find a more suitable living arrangement. A room that was supposed to be guarded at all times.

The door to Ella’s room wide open even as I approach it. The room eerily quiet. My eyes quick in scanning the room only to spot something small laying upon the bed. My feet quick in leading me towards the bed in which I notice the collar.

The collar laying perfectly upon the bed. My anger rising as I move to spin back around. My hand reaching for my gun as I move to see who had come to invade us.

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Ella

A few minutes prior…

“Reece… Caleb… Dylan…” I murmur. A part of me feeling like this had become my newest routine since being held captive within my room. My mind always on my men. My only hope for salvation.

My attention now on the sudden feeling of the building as it begins to shake from within. My hands quick in bracing myself against the bed. Having been sitting upon the bed that I wasn’t sure what was causing the house to shake and with such force.

What the… come my stray thoughts. The sound of an alarm blaring soon reaches my ears. The sound loud and angry as men, both big, huge and Russian go running along the house like chickens with their heads cut off.

My mind curious as to what was going on but too frightened to go see what it was. The alarm still blaring even as I mentally decide on what to do next. My mind trying to get me to move. Come on Ella, you can do this. All you have to do is just walk straight towards the door, that’s all. Nothing more, I silently think.

My mind still trying to urge me into moving except it wasn’t exactly working. My body still frozen at what could be out there if I did. The door to my room soon opening as I move to see who it was only to pause. Tears of joy now rising at seeing who it was. My body quick in jumping from the bed as I attempt to rush over to them. My savior rushing for me instead as they instantly scoop me into their warm, protective arms.

“You came. You really came” I sob. Tears continuing to fall from within my eyes as I cling to them.

“Of course we came. Your ours. Now and forever.”

*Author’s Note: Well.. here it is… the long awaited Chapter. Chapter 118. So sorry it took me nearly a week to write this thing. Again, I just couldn’t find the focus to write it. But hopefully with this slight change in plot I’ll be able to write more chapters. Also, thank you to everyone who’s been super patient with me for I know it couldn’t have been easy and for that I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Until I post again, bye.*